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"No, what?" Griffin insisted, turning to scan theon? What was so important that you cleared the room?" But as she finished her sentence, her attention was caught by one of the screens It was clearly an NSA document, with a red "CLASSIFIED" stauess who’d told Jett ht there in black, white, and bright-classified-red Agent Truman had written up a report all about me But what I focused on first--and most--was the section on what I’d done to him:
Subject displays an uncanny ability toobvious physical contact with theh-velocity telekinesis
Subject My very identity had been whittled down to a designation rather than a na, in a secret govern theain, she said "she" like it was a dirty word, only this tiht at me
I wanted to answer her, really I did I just couldn’t co, all of it, being exposed like this, in front of them, felttoo personal Especially with Griffin, who couldn’t even say my name
"She can see in the dark," Jett finally blurted out "And she doesn’t need to breathe as often as the rest of us"
I hated being set apart like that Being different
"So you knew about this?" Griffin asked hi" He flashed me a hurt look, and suddenly I felt like a jerk for not confiding in him "You could’ve told me"
"It doesn’t matter," I told Jett I told all of them
But Jett just frowned "Kyra, they have your blood work too From when your parents took you to the hospital, after you caed "So what You already told me our DNA’s different I assu in the air and I kneas stillcrucial
"Yours was different," he said "Different from any of the rest of ours From anyone’s You’re different"
Griffin took a step towardas she examined me "Different," she repeated, and I couldn’t tell if she was saying it in a bad way, like I was one of those chis Si it, like it was a fact--the sky is blue, the earth is round, water is wet--that kind of thing But she was looking ata cockeyed shrug and trying to laugh it off like it was nothing AaI understood it was a huge-giant-enor atto see if I was ready to hear what they had to say
Like they were about to unload a pile of Can she handle this? on me
Unconsciously, I reached up to rub the back of rees hotter in here in the last five minutes
Griffin didn’t seem to notice She was impervious to the heat and the constant hu to make my head ache, and to the fact that her braher boobs halfway up to her neck the way it was, so about I toldat her chest, but it was easier to look there than at the interest I saw spark in her eyes "Ohfor Your blood work proves it And until they find you, they’ll never stop searching"
"Whothe Daylighters?" But yes, that was exactly who sheher to answer my first question "What’s so special about my blood work?" And what I meant hat made mine different from theirs, because I already knew mine was different from any nor at the place on thechart on it "The Daylighters ran an analysis of your DNA, your genetic makeup I’ve seen some similar blood tests, from some of the other Returned, and the rest of uswell, we still have n--or e suspect is the alien--DNA we told you about Yours," Jett started, but then he hesitated
"Mine? Mine, what?"
Jett gri along the lines of, it see, Iany of that alien DNA mixed in?
Si the alien kind Hethe huoes the dynamite!
Just like that, the world slanted beneathOrdeliciously-deliriously-painlessly into sweet insanity, because holy hell, who can even handle hearing so like that?